In days when the safety brigades and the non-D. Boon/Mike Watt/George Hurley fools who call themselves "Minutemen" have made rocket-powered automotive border crossings obsolete, we must remind ourselves that in the past, there was a different gestalt; that armed with a few million dollars, a stuntman and a Lincoln Continental, one could dream of flying a man over the St. Lawrence River from Ontario to New York in a motor vehicle. And one could actually attempt it.